Thursday, September 22, 2011

Those One Hour : Part 3

The light turned red of the second
floor OT at the Swami Vivekananda Polyclinic. With every passing moment her
heart sank, thoughts crumbled and dreams shattered. Things were going all
smooth for Raj and Sneha, a happily married couple with a girl child Smriti
until the dreaded disclosure.

Raj was an entrepreneur who had his
hands laid out on many ventures and was making high fortunes because of his
exceptional intelligentsia and energetic hard-work. Sneha was an investment
banker with a multinational company prior to giving it completely to Smriti
care. With few hiccups in any other marriage life things were turning out to be
all together pleasant till an hour back.

Raj life had only two passions, making
high fortunes and loving his family unconditionally. Sneha equally loved Raj
with utmost devotion and cared for Raj as her second child beside Smriti. Raj
never asked Sneha about her past and took her as she was. Sneha too forgetting
all about her past devoted her complete life to her small family.

But, her past was waiting to haunt
her present. Sneha while being an investment banker in Tokyo was in a
relationship with a colleague. Investment banker life involves uneasy working
hours, long schedules and high work pressure. Away from her home with none for
emotional support she looked to him at times of joy and sorrow. To ease out her
mood now and then she got into physical relationship with her boyfriend.
Sneha’s parents were against her relationship and when deserted by her
boyfriend she succumbed to her family pressure of marrying Raj.

Present Day:

Raj was working in his office
attached to his house when he received a notification about a new mail from an
unknown mailer id. Taking it to be a customer query mail he clicked the
notification. The mail contained a video of her wife in sexually explicit act
with someone unknown to him.

Raj couldn’t believe his eyes, in
dismal and pain he went straight towards her wife who was in the kitchen at the
other side of the house. On his way to Sneha his legs slipped through the
stairs while his mind was preoccupied with hundred mutinies. Down to ground
with thousand wounds Raj only words that he could utter were “Why Sneha”?